This will be an interesting crossover. Â Definitely a different prologue
from my other wrestling fics as well.
TITLE: Wrestlers in Black Prologue/? *WWF/Men in Black Crossover*
AUTHOR: Â Juliet3:16
EMAIL: Sweetvalley99@aol.com
RATING: PG - 13
CONTENT: Â VIOLENCE, ADULT LANGUAGE
CATEGORY: Â ADULT, ANGST, DRAMA
SPOILERS: Up through Armageddon 2000, then everything after is AU.
SUMMARY: What do you get when you cross a pro wrestler with the fictional Men in Black? Â You may find out here.
DISCLAIMER: Though I would love to own Will Smith and Steve Austin, I don't own neither. Â Smith's character and the rest of his MIB buddies belong to WB, and Austin and his pals belong to Vince and/or themselves.
DISTRIBUTION: The Realm, Fanfiction.net anywhere else just ask.
Wrestlers in Black
Prologue
    Sara Calloway tossed and turned in her bed, listening to the thunderstorm raging outside her bedroom.  Normally a thunderstorm would lull her into a deep sleep, but tonight, just like all the other nights around this time of year for the past five years, she was unable to sleep, even in a thunderstorm.
    Five years, thought Sara. Five long years since her husband died.  To Sara, he'd always be Mark.  To the world at large, he'd always be known as the Undertaker.
    Sara could still close her eyes and see that fatal day in December five years ago.  The Undertaker, Steve Austin, Hunter Hearst - Helmsley, among others who died that day, seeing the three of them race to the top of the Hell in the Cell. Darkness, screaming, metal groaning.  Then seeing the gruesome aftermath of the bloodbath that occurred.
    Sara snapped her eyes opened and sat up with a start, not willing to see those horrific images of that night all those years ago.
    She sighed and laid down again, turning over to face the side of the bed her husband used to sleep on and looked at the lightening and rain, and heard the thunder crashing outside her window as she'd often faced them over the last five years.  Alone.
    The thunder finally lulled her into a dreamless sleep just before morning.
Yeah I know it was short. I'll have more coming soon and the MIB should be making an appearance within a chapter or two. Â My muse does need feedback to continue this roll he's been on though.
TITLE: Wrestlers in Black Prologue/? *WWF/Men in Black Crossover*
AUTHOR: Â Juliet3:16
EMAIL: Sweetvalley99@aol.com
RATING: PG - 13
CONTENT: Â VIOLENCE, ADULT LANGUAGE
CATEGORY: Â ADULT, ANGST, DRAMA
SPOILERS: Up through Armageddon 2000, then everything after is AU.
SUMMARY: What do you get when you cross a pro wrestler with the fictional Men in Black? Â You may find out here.
DISCLAIMER: Though I would love to own Will Smith and Steve Austin, I don't own neither. Â Smith's character and the rest of his MIB buddies belong to WB, and Austin and his pals belong to Vince and/or themselves.
DISTRIBUTION: The Realm, Fanfiction.net anywhere else just ask.
Wrestlers in Black
Prologue
    Sara Calloway tossed and turned in her bed, listening to the thunderstorm raging outside her bedroom.  Normally a thunderstorm would lull her into a deep sleep, but tonight, just like all the other nights around this time of year for the past five years, she was unable to sleep, even in a thunderstorm.
    Five years, thought Sara. Five long years since her husband died.  To Sara, he'd always be Mark.  To the world at large, he'd always be known as the Undertaker.
    Sara could still close her eyes and see that fatal day in December five years ago.  The Undertaker, Steve Austin, Hunter Hearst - Helmsley, among others who died that day, seeing the three of them race to the top of the Hell in the Cell. Darkness, screaming, metal groaning.  Then seeing the gruesome aftermath of the bloodbath that occurred.
    Sara snapped her eyes opened and sat up with a start, not willing to see those horrific images of that night all those years ago.
    She sighed and laid down again, turning over to face the side of the bed her husband used to sleep on and looked at the lightening and rain, and heard the thunder crashing outside her window as she'd often faced them over the last five years.  Alone.
    The thunder finally lulled her into a dreamless sleep just before morning.
Yeah I know it was short. I'll have more coming soon and the MIB should be making an appearance within a chapter or two. Â My muse does need feedback to continue this roll he's been on though.